Oh I am a roving sporting blade, they call me Jack of all Trades
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I always place my chief delight in courting pretty fair maids.
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So when in Dublin I arrived to try for a situation
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I always heard them say it was the pride of all the Nations.
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cho: I'm a roving jack of all trades
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Of every trade of all trades
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And if you wish to know my name
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They call me Jack of all trades.
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On George's Quay I first began and there became a porter
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Me and my master soon fell out which cut my acquaintance shorter
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In Sackville Street, a pastry cook; In James' Street, a baker
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In Cook Street I did coffins make; In Eustace Street, a preacher.
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In Baggot street I drove a cab and there was well requited
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In Francis Street had lodging beds, to entertain all strangers
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For Dublin is of high reknown, or I am much mistaken
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In Kevin Street, I do declare, sold butter, eggs and bacon.
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In Golden Lane I sold old shoes: In Meath Street was a grinder
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In Barrack Street I lost my wife. I'm glad I ne'er could find her.
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In Mary's Lane, I've dyed old clothes, of which I've often boasted
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In that noted place Exchequer Street, sold mutton ready roasted.
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In Temple Bar, I dressed old hats; In Thomas Street, a sawyer
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In Pill Lane, I sold the plate, in Green Street, an honest lawyer
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In Plunkett Street I sold cast clothes; in Bride's Alley, a broker
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In Charles Street I had a shop, sold shovel, tongs and poker.
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In College Green a banker was, and in Smithfield, a drover
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In Britain Street, a waiter and in George's Street, a glover
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On Ormond Quay I sold old books; in King Street, a nailer
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In Townsend Street, a carpenter; and in Ringsend, a sailor.
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In Cole's Lane, a jobbing butcher; in Dane Street, a tailor
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In Moore Street a chandler and on the Coombe, a weaver.
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In Church Street, I sold old ropes- on Redmond's Hill a draper
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In Mary Street, sold 'bacco pipes- in Bishop street a quaker.
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In Peter Street, I was a quack: In Greek street, a grainer
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On the Harbour, I did carry sacks; In Werburgh Street, a glazier.
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In Mud Island, was a dairy boy, where I became a scooper
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In Capel Street, a barber's clerk; In Abbey Street, a cooper.
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In Liffey street had furniture with fleas and bugs I sold it
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And at the Bank a big placard I often stood to hold it
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In New Street I sold hay and straw, and in Spitalfields made bacon
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In Fishamble Street was at the grand old trade of basketmaking.
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In Summerhill a coachmaker; in Denzille Street a gilder
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In Cork Street was a tanner, in Brunswick Street, a builder,
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In High Street, I sold hosiery; In Patrick Street sold all blades
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So if you wish to know my name, they call me Jack of all Trades.
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The Dublin Jack Of All Trades
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The Woods Band |